Bars In The Booth (Session 9) lyrics

[Verse: Loaded Lux]
The problem is you think you're small
Baby this that Loaded Lux and Primo, not that premature, keep it tall
The price just went up on the feature call
Preem is on, they drop them kicks, they outline you like a sneaker store
We've evolved
I woke up to make you sleep it off
sh*t, if I can't see it all, you can't see at all
Either or
Do it to the letter, this a read along
Don't get left, caught dead to right (write) on a Ouija Board
Your mediummmm, level I'm checkin' ya temperature
Can't climb it (climatе), I'm the mountain of Everest
A such thing I cut wings, don't gеt ya feathers clipped
Wreckin' sh*t, lord of the ring, f*ck a fellowship
My happy cozy, Shaq and Kobe
Nah, this a drunk taxi ride home, backseat lonely
Ask ya O.G., still coppin' since Axel Foley
Ya Cross Colors store brother better travel low-key
Word up; karaoke
And it's more panic on the war planet, lost/stranded
Who that standin' in the door organic?
Off branded n*ggas ain't attractive as this sure man is
You a moth landin' with a porch lamp is
Torch landin'?
Man, let's talk standards
Rapper please
The sh*t you makin' is worse than Jamaican mac & cheese
You traffic with a trucker or a masterful conductor
I take rappers you look up to dilapidated structures
Mothaf*cka